I refurbished my happy planner to use as a bible journaling /scripture writing book. It is nothing fancy. Just card stock. Magazine clippings. Scrapbook paper and stickers. And doodles galore.
ripping pages out of old books and magazines and glueing them into journals. crunchy leaves green beans (not frozen though) jars of pens buttons (although I never actually sew them on anything) rainy nights/I sleep so well big glue sticks. I really do enjoy them more than the smaller ones…even though they are really the… Continue reading
There is glory in smallness.I am learning this as I explore what creative practice means to me .It is so easy to get wrapped up in what everyone else is doing but true freedom comes in learning and honoring whatever works for me…in this season of life.I am learning|How to leave space.To explore.To start again.To… Continue reading
I downloaded the hipstamatic app again. Gah. It’s so fun. & My kiddos love taking pictures with it because of the filters.Today I was playing around with it and doing and exercise from “get unstuck” by Danielle krysa (the jealous creator). The toddler played happily in the couch and chalkboard (🥴🤗).I remember how I use… Continue reading
This morning I just felt inspired to paint. I have been slowly working through a creative bug class about creative block.Yes, I know…I don’t think I’m creatively blocked 👀🤔🤦🏿♀️ but it’s a fun and simple class.Plus, it’s motivated me to get my paints out. So there’s that.More inspiration—Also, Loving this podcastThis sermonSimone biles is the… Continue reading
Being mindful in our creative practice, by actively choosing to prioritize the space and time for ourselves, brings attention to our internal core. Focusing on even just one thing makes us slow down a little from the rush of everyday life. Mindful making is about more than simply stitching or knitting something beautiful it is… Continue reading
the truth is I can’t keep up. I don’t know how I use to paint every night when the toddler was a baby. maybe it was just excitement but lately, I can really go ages without picking up a paintbrush. I am sort of relieved that it is not an obsession anymore and also perplexed.… Continue reading
this is a piece from one my old sketchbooks. feel so relevant these days for my insides. have a lovely Sunday.
I never mean to fall off blogland or internet land but I do it so frequently, I should accept that it is my m.o. right now, I am drinking some spearmint tea and listening to the sound machine my littlest turned on because she can’t help her little hands want to press all the buttons.… Continue reading
most mornings. I like to– to the watch the trees dance. their lives outside my window. sometimes- I go out and breathe them in. let the wind cup my face like a long lost lover. this morning- I woke up singing a song that I have forgotten the words to…but know the melody by heart.… Continue reading